A/N: You'll notice that Jude is actually telling all of the dialogue that she experienced, in a lot of detail, whereas Tommy is basically just telling a story with not a lot of detail. This isn't because I changed the writing style or anything, I did this on purpose. Due to Jude's "craziness", she writes differently from Tommy, and decides to explain the entire thing and tell exactly what happened. Tommy just gives an overview, because he's not crazy, and he doesn't want to tell Jude all of the exact details because it will hurt her too much. Just wanted to clear that up. If you haven't been reading the authors notes, I highly suggest you do. They have a lot of information in them that's really important for the story.
-Edie.
Go read the author's note. Thanks. Okay now the chapter will start.
Jesus, Jude. I was absolutely horrified at what I looked like when I looked in a mirror in the men's stall of a café. I definitely needed to shave, and I needed to wash my hair and scrub all the oil out. So I went to the YMCA, where they gave me a shower and a razor and some new clothes, and hot meals. It was a good place, and they helped me out for about two weeks.
After two weeks of being with them I met Katy, but I was hesitant to hang out with her. I kind of figured she would just make things worse.
But this is the part of the God-awful story that I start to get kind of better. I got your call while I was sitting on Katy's couch eating pizza with her. I started freaking out after I hung up the phone, and she really calmed me down and helped. But not with sex this time. This time it was just sincere friendship.
I was still freaked out when I went to sleep that night. I kept worrying about you, and about what you had said on the phone. And why were you in an asylum?
What had I done? And how much pain had I really put you through by leaving?
When I was little I promised myself that as an adult I would never cry. Because it wasn't manly, it was childish and girlie. So I swore to myself that I wouldn't ever let a tear slip from my eye, even if my parents died.
That night I broke my promise.